Chapter 11 Help me bring a secret message back to China

Style: Romance Author: Pearl Jiang JiangWords: 2291Update Time: 24/01/18 16:12:08
I took 320g of milk-flavored old bread, glanced at Sister Dinosaur gratefully, and then swallowed it with red eyes.

I can't die, I want to live!

Although I don’t understand why Chen Weiqiang didn’t take revenge on me crazily, I still won’t let him go!

Without him and Lulu, I wouldn’t have been brought to northern Myanmar in a daze!

I must go back alive to expose their crimes!

"Congratulations to Dinosaur, we have opened another order for 200,000 yuan, everyone applauds!"

The boss was so happy. The bigger the order placed by the team members, the more benefits he would get.

For example: have the opportunity to be promoted, or be reused by the supervisor.

In this hellish place where people eat people, everyone is trying their best to climb up. The higher the position, the more control they have over the life and death of their subordinates.

Killing a person is easier than killing a fish.

Sister Yu directly rewarded Dinosaur with 1,000 yuan in cash, several bottles of Coke, and four or five bags of snacks.

I seriously doubt that the weight of dinosaurs has something to do with eating these junk foods.

However, these are life-sustaining rations.

No one cares whether it is junk food, even if it is expired food, it is the food in everyone's eyes.

Because I "opened" an order worth 80,000 yuan, Sister Yu and Datou didn't come to find fault with me throughout the morning.

I also happen to be able to touch fish to heal my wounds, and occasionally I can secretly eat a biscuit stuffed by a dinosaur.

"Ah! Director, I don't dare to do it anymore, please don't hit me!"

I was about to send a message to call the police, but I was frightened by the cry of the guy opposite.

"Damn it, I've warned you a long time ago, don't imagine using chat to get the other party to call the police! Why can't you listen?"

The leader of the second group and two thugs used electric batons to beat the boy on the ground crazily, causing him to roll on the ground and scream.

"Do you think calling the police is useful? Do the Chinese police dare to come and arrest people? Damn your Spring and Autumn Dream!"

Brother Meng likes to hit people the most, and he seems particularly excited when he hits people.

He scolded and kicked the boy who could no longer cry.

When he got tired of kicking, he would just lift the person up, grab his head and slam it against the wall.

"Bang" hit his head immediately and caused bleeding, and he fainted on the spot.

"Throw it into the water prison and see if the blood type matching is successful."

Sister Yu frowned and ordered Brother Meng to drag the person away.

"I would like to remind you once again that as long as anyone sends an alarm message, the background early warning system will be dispatched, and I will intercept and detect it in time.

Don't try to fool yourself with words, no one can help you, only you can help yourself! Anyone who dares to call the police will be sent to Myawaddy Park! "

Sister Yu glanced at me intentionally or unintentionally, and continued tapping.

I lowered my head, deleted the edited distress message, and then chatted blindly with the "prey" I just added. Anyway, I just cheated without using words.

I just found out today that I am in Kokang Old Street, which is under the administration of Shan State and is the first special zone.

Wa State is the second special zone and is said to be even more brutal than here.

Myawaddy, the final destination of life mentioned by Sister Yu, belongs to Karen State in eastern Myanmar.

That devilish place that eats human flesh and drinks human blood is even more frightening.

Even if Ultraman comes, he will be forced to sell meat.

The men's waists were made into blood slaves, worked as coolies, etc. They were tortured in every possible way and would not stop until they died.

The corpses are basically used to feed dogs or plant tea trees...

Women are even worse off. The good-looking ones choose to be gold medal armrests and serve the bosses in high-end entertainment venues.

The average-looking person goes to the casino to work as a croupier or something, allowing gamblers to have fun anytime and anywhere.

Or become a street girl, a drug addict, etc., and exploit them until they die.

Some are also sold to local private owners as domestic sex slaves. The humiliation and misery involved is something I will elaborate on later.

Those who don't look good are usually left to do menial tasks such as typing on the keyboard or sweeping the floor and cooking.

Anyway, as long as women are tricked into coming to northern Myanmar, they cannot escape the treatment of being driven on a train. Many women do not survive the next day and die suddenly.

Then throw the body directly into the wilderness.

Those who are obedient will be beaten less, and those who are disobedient will have a hundred thousand ways to subvert your three views to torture and convince you.

Those whose families have money will be redeemed if they are lucky.

If you are unlucky, you will not let go even if you take the money.

Don't talk about credibility with the devil. In this sinful land, they only recognize money and guns! !

A Chinese life is worth hundreds of thousands and can feed a local farmer for several generations.

You know, their salary is only 300 a month.

When you see a Chinese person walking on the road, how can you resist tying you up?

Chinese, that is simply a walking money printing machine!

Calling the police is even more nonsense. The local warlord is their biggest protection.

You are entirely dependent on these fraud groups in the park. How can you be sent back to the country to destroy your own wealth with your own hands?

The lives of Chinese people are as cheap as ants here.

I sincerely advise everyone not to come to Myanmar with self-righteousness!

Now that I'm here, I still have to shed my skin even if I go back.

And the chance of going home is probably one in 100,000!

"Brothers and sisters, we are talking about credibility. Feifei's father has sent us another 500,000 yuan. Brother Meng will personally send him to the border later!"

As long as you work hard, you will have the opportunity to achieve personal freedom, and you can also take the money back to China to enjoy it! "

Sister Yu patted Feifei on the shoulder, her excitement evident in her expression.

Feifei's salary ability has made Feifei's treatment much better today.

Not only did he take him to change his medicine, but he also let him eat meat and drink coffee in the company's high-level cafeteria.

In order to convince everyone, a video of his return to China will be filmed for everyone to see.

I am sincerely happy for him that he can finally leave this hellish place.

I don’t know when I will be able to escape.

My family must be going crazy.

Just thinking about my mother makes me feel very uncomfortable.

"Brother, thank you for taking care of me last night. These potions are for you."

Feifei walked over to me and placed a bottle of alcohol, a bottle of disinfectant water, and a pack of gauze in front of the computer screen.

"..." I wanted him to bring me a message back to China, but Sister Yu kept watching over there.

I dare not speak randomly.

"Don't worry, I will pray for you when you return home."

Feifei has matured a lot in the past two days and will no longer yell.

If God wants to use such torture to make a boy mature, then I would rather not!

Looking at his bloodshot red and swollen eyes, I got an idea and stood up to hug him.

Whispered in his ear: "I owe 120 yuan to the father of Mr. Jiang, the boss of Shangde Martial Arts School on Hongqi Road. When you go back, please send me a message immediately so that he will not wait for me to pay back the money. Thank you."

I gave him a bottle of water and a bag of biscuits that Sister Dinosaur gave me, and said loudly: "Take it and eat it on the road, be sure to pay attention to safety!"

"Brother, don't worry, I will live well, and you must live too."

Feifei took the water and biscuits and said loudly with tears in his eyes.

Then, under the envious gaze of all of us, we followed Brother Meng and walked away without looking back.